Ay

If I can lace my shoes, I'm good, I’m runnin' up

Got a swisher in the bottle

They drink it up for lunch

Elephant in the room, talk about me if you want

Crush a pill in the zip locker sniff it all in once, uh, hey

Star like I'm nova

Back, took a front, let my bitch take it over

(?) with chokers

Boy from Atlanta with 9s and a Cobra

Still do no features

Back in 9th grade I poured shine by the liter

Still suck it up for the focus I’m weaker

My main lil' thing, she move cash on her own

Stuck on my body

She talk on the phone

Run your phone, Bella, you talk more than me

I stay undefeated

Speak as a villain

Talk on my shit

Lеt's get back to flowing, yeah, yeah

Yеah, yea yeah, yea yeah, uh, let's get it

Yeah, yeah

Maybe 9 is closer to my waist

Scoopin' heavy feet to flame

Too many things I do for fame

Money, power on delay

Lookin' for the finest things

Houses burnin', run away

Label hit me up today

Denied the office straight away

They said they tryna see what I can do with microphones, (?) and advertisements, look at dude

Can he tell me all about you?

Your name is Lucy, I'ma miss you too, yeah

Your name is Lucy, I’ma miss you too, yeah

Yeah, uh, yeah

Rockin’ shades in my dark style

These colder winds won't blow down any tower, hmph

Don’t know about yours but it'll never be ours